Eternally Regressing Knight Chapter 758

758. The Knight of the Devil

“I’m going to go even if you don’t say anything. Okay?”

Rem turned around, grinding her teeth.
Here and there, things that were drooling and targeting this village were approaching.
In a way, it was efficient.
Now, there was no need to search for each and every monster or beast. Moreover, even wandering monsters that had been searched for a while but had no traces appeared.

Kaaaah-!

In the distance, a harpy boasting eagle feathers and solid chest muscles floated in the air, flapping its wings.
It was a wandering monster called Demueller’s servant.
It led a group of ten, and it was said that all of the monsters in that group also flew invisible blades.
Since the main body was a harpy, the group was also harpy.
There were eleven monsters that could fly invisible condensed wind blades all night long.

Ddddddd.

Before I knew it, the ground was shaking slightly. It seemed like an earthquake, but it wasn’t. It was the sound of many heavy things rushing forward. It was a vibration and sound that I would know from my experience on the battlefield.
I looked far away and saw a group of rhinoceros beasts with horns sticking out of their noses.
Among the beasts, those who had awakened a special talent were running out of the magic realm to eat a special meal.
The sight between the dust clouds and the vibrations did not look like ordinary beasts.
I guessed that they would fight among themselves on their way here. Fighting over delicious food is an instinct.
Encred had anticipated this moment. He laughed because he had anticipated it. And that’s what he said.

“It’s a party.”

The eroder and mine next to him opened their eyes wide in surprise at those words.
What kind of party? A party where they sacrifice us all and watch?
For a moment, such questions were bound to arise.
I had seen the black-haired man kill the Minotaur, but this was different.
They had escaped the protection of the demon. The fence that had been protecting them was no longer there. So death was imminent.
Those who had been struggling and struggling to live would have inhaled despair and exhaled frustration.

“Ahhh.”

One of the villagers let out a scream-like scream. All the villagers who heard it tried to scream in the same way.
Ruagarne heard it and came over and grabbed his neck with her hands.

“Break.”

Looking at the suffocating man, Luagarne puffed out her cheeks and shouted. The croaking of frogs is always loud.

“Ju-mo-ok!”

The outrageous roar made everyone look at her. Some of the mad knights also glanced at her.
The effect of the shout was clear. The mouths of those watching fell silent. The mouth of Prok, who had caught everyone’s attention, opened.

“Follow me.”

Luagarne was a prostitute, but she also called herself an artist. She had actually been in a theater company.
She knew what was needed now.

“Demonic.”
“……Eh?”
“Knight.”

Meanwhile, a blade of wind fell from the air.

Easy, easy.

You can hear it, but you can’t see it. So the sound itself becomes terrifying.
Rem swung his axe lightly to silence it. At the same time as he swung his axe, he heard something breaking.

Clang!

It was a noise like glass beads being forcefully split.

“We’re going to play upstairs, right?”

Rem raised the corners of her mouth as she spoke.
What, is throwing things from afar your specialty?
There was no need to take out a sling or a slingshot, which were called these on the continent but were called ‘slings’ in the west.
Rem’s left hand shook. It looked that way to everyone. It looked a little different to those who could see with body vision, led by Encred.
Her left hand took out the axe on her waist and threw it upward. It was much faster than when she had thrown it at Sachsen earlier.
The axe flew faster than a falcon catching its prey.

Boom!

The axe, which had been struck with a loud noise, pierced the head of the harpy leader.
The head burst and the body was pushed upwards in the air. It was difficult to gauge the distance, so it looked like something was grabbing the leader by the neck and pulling him up.
Then, black rain fell from the sky. Rem took a few steps back to avoid the rain that the monster had thrown.
A harpy as big as a bear fell. The body of the thing that fell with a thud twitched a few times before stopping.

“It’s perfect for loosening up your hands.”

Rem said as he watched.
Encred saw every move Rem made. His almost supernatural combat sense allowed him to recognize what Rem had done.

‘Gather magical powers to instantly increase strength.’

Move to a position where you can draw the optimal path just before throwing the axe.
It’s only a few steps, but you’ve drawn an imaginary line towards the harpy leader.

‘Just cast a spell and throw the axe.’

In the meantime, a similar talent to the explosion of dots through Will was added.
Finally, by adjusting the magical power very sensitively and minutely, the recoil from the explosion of dots was eliminated.

‘Take out only as much as you need.’

It’s like the Will that Rhinox showed in the old Zaun, using it without any errors. Rem did it naturally.
It was no exaggeration to call him a monster kid.
As Encred grows, those crazy genius kids will follow. If we fight right now, we might win.
But who knows what will happen in a few months.
That’s the difference between a genius and an ordinary person, and between a genius and a dullard.

‘Even if you have the upper hand with the unyielding Willow, it’s like this.’

So if you ask me if I feel resentful, I don’t at all.
It’s fun. It’s so much fun and exciting. The joy fills my whole body. Even though I’ve experienced it often, it’s new every time.

“It’s fun, really.”

The overflowing thought came out as a soliloquy.
However, to the surrounding residents, he was just a crazy guy. They said it was fun to see the demons and beasts swarming.
Could it be that the demon had descended through that man’s body? Even if that wasn’t the case, everyone’s mind was engraved with the idea that the author was as dangerous as the demon.
But what did Prok say earlier?
Several of the residents who were watching shouted in unison.

“Devilish.”
“Knight.”

It wasn’t that loud. The sound grew louder and louder. Soon, all the residents were shouting passionately.

“Devilish!”
“Knight!”

The shout of hundreds of voices gathered together has its own power. Just as the words of a hundred people shouting together are more persuasive than those of a single orator.
Encred turned to one side and thought it was a nasty prank by Prok, but Luagarne could not think of a more fitting name.
Demonic, the most fitting nickname for him.
Look, isn’t he still emitting his charm to call Balrog here?

“You won’t let me rest.”

Sinardo also comes out.

“Pell, Lawford, stop fooling around.”

The two moved at Encred’s words as he ran.
Roman also had a rough idea now. Monsters and demons were rushing in from all sides, but this was not a crisis.
Why?
Because all the kids here were monsters.
Ragna walked to one side, swaying. As he drew his sword as he walked, his greatsword shone through the darkness of the night. The sword, resembling the sun that rejected moonlight, stood tall in the darkness.
Roman, who had been nagging Lawford for a long time, also joined.

Doo doo doo doo.

At first, the rushing rhinoceros was the most urgent, but Audin and Teresa came forward.

“Push!”

Audin shouted and caught the horn of the rhinoceros rushing from the front with both hands and threw it aside.
Huh? Does that make sense?
Even if Oara came back alive, that wouldn’t be possible?
I thought divinity was his specialty, but it didn’t even manifest. It was a duet of strength and ingenuity.
The foot of the bear beast called Audin dug into a semicircle. His body, including his hands and limbs, became an unbreakable pillar of steel and pushed the rhinoceros beast aside with force.

bang!

There was a loud noise like lightning striking the rock. It was a sound that made my eardrums tingle.
The rhinoceros demon went down with several demons. The half-giant standing next to him showed a similar trick.
This one used a shield instead. She blocked it with her shield and pushed it aside. Her feet also drew a large semicircle. It was a footwork that came from releasing power.
Even if Roman had no discerning eye, he was a quasi-knight. He knew how excellent the moves those two had done were.

‘Monsters!’

A cry of this sort burst out of him.
The most ferocious of all monsters appeared. The darkness of the night made his cloak appear black. Roman knew that it was dark green in the daytime.

Parallel!

As I ran forward, my cloak fluttered in the wind. The cloak had become long and narrow, like a scarf.
It stretched out long. It was the end of a black line that was different from the color of the night.

“fairytale!”

He swung his sword while spitting out incomprehensible words. A ghoul with the ability to assimilate into its surroundings was split vertically in front of him.

‘when?’

It was a monster that knew how to hide its appearance. It was cut and split apart. As black blood and entrails spilled onto the floor, it seemed as if the darkness was greedily devouring them.

“Devilish!”
“Knight!”

Everyone shouted at Prock’s command from behind. The shout seemed to bring madness.
Roman accepted all of this. Then, naturally, he also wanted to help in this matter, and it was like a wildfire. It was a fierce fire like a fire that lit a dry field.

“Woooooooooo! Here comes Roman from Oara!”

Roman’s greatsword, intoxicated by the atmosphere, stretched straight forward.

Bam!

The head of a large troll was caught on the greatsword.

“Wow!”

He raised his sword with a shout and force. The troll’s head split. No matter how great the regenerative power, if the head is split, it dies.
Look, I am Roman of Oara!
That’s what he seemed to say. A shadow passed by and a calm voice poured some water on Roman’s flames.

“No. Your body is too tense. You need to use your joints more gently, applying force when necessary and releasing force when necessary.”
“If talking about it would fix it, it would have happened a long time ago. Leave it alone. If you keep running wild like that and die, that will be your fate.”

This is another shadow. First is Lawford, then is Pell. Lawford continued to run.

“I’m telling you not to do that.”
“That’s why it doesn’t work.”
“You might be able to do that since you’ve got a dog penis stuck in your ear, but not this guy.”
“Hey, you think that kind of swearing makes people look cheap?”

Lawford, who had been joking but avoiding excessive swearing, felt a sense of self-loathing for a moment as he unconsciously spoke like Pell.
Perhaps he was starting to resemble him a little after hanging out with him so much.
The thought of this made him feel even more uncomfortable.
Therefore, it was time to let him know who was superior.

“Who kills more……”
“Good.”

As soon as Lawford finished speaking, Fel nodded. The two dispersed to the left and right. There were more dangerous things than the trolls that Roman had caught earlier. It was a good environment for competition.
Roman could see it too.
With a rustling, several pieces of rock flew up from the ground, and with a bang, a fountain of dirt and stone gushed out.

‘Worm!’

A large earthworm monster that looks like it could wrap itself around a bear and kill it in an instant bursts out of the ground.

“It’s mine!”

That was killed by a man named Fel. He flew into the air, curled up, and swung his sword. Such a feat was something that Roman could not even attempt.
The worm tried to run away with its head split open, but the man named Fel cut him to pieces.
The careless swing of the sword seemed like a swaying with great care.

‘A swordsmanship that has been practiced so repeatedly that it comes out unconsciously.’

The logic is new.
Five ghouls rushed towards Wim, drooling, but Lawford stopped them. He calmly cut off their necks one by one.
The whole process felt so natural and obvious. But when you look closely, it wasn’t.

‘It’s like prey caught in a spider’s web.’

That impression remained. The ghouls’ movements were restricted, and when necessary, bold swordsmanship followed.
After that, it was hard to pay attention to other people’s fights. Roman had to move quickly as well. There were so many things rushing in.
Starting with harpies, there were ghouls, human-faced dogs, ogres, trolls, armored skeletons, plague maidens, and poison-spraying devils.
Well, it wasn’t anything special. That’s what he thought. What’s the big deal about fighting all night for just two days?
All the villagers who had been shouting the Knight of the Demon Lord had already gone inside their houses and hidden. In Luagarne’s opinion, there was no reason to bring them out and expose them to threats.
After that, Luagarne also joined the fight. She gave orders as if filling in the gaps in the center of the village.
The Luagarne-style tactical sword, which is the origin of Encred’s traditional swordsmanship, was also an excellent technique for commanding troops.
That was how it was for two days. Roman saw the corpses of dead monsters and demons.
It wasn’t a metaphor, but a sight of corpses piled up like a mountain.